Double D's - Yung Tory

She got tricks up here sleeve

New drip, who’s in?

Yeah bitch it is me

Just weed, hell no I ain’t popping no beans

I’m sober, burned out

I’ve been smoking like all that weed

You sober, that’s lame

So you should come and smoke with me

We so high, we T’d

My pack got no seeds (No seeds)

Told her I don’t sell weed, but I got that gas on me

Catch you lit, yes indeed

Told her drinks on me (Drinks on me)

Two drinks double D’s (She got double D’s)

She got tricks up her sleeve (Tricks up her sleeve)

New drip, who’s in?

Yeah bitch it is me

Paid a rack for my jeans

The * keep me clean

Stuffing hoes in the beamer

Uh, rastar tatted on my skin (Rastar)

Party ain’t start until I get in, bitch

I walk in the club it get lit

I might spend a dub on my wrist

And I’m with the gang *

Your bitch wanna hang *

I don’t think she can’t fuck with the kid

I’ve been sipping so much that we sit

I think I might throw up

I’m in the club and out of my mind

Just weed, hell no I ain’t popping no beans

I’m sober, burned out

I’ve been smoking like all that weed

You sober, that’s lame

So you should come and smoke with me

We so high, we T’d

My pack got no seeds (No seeds)